Chapter 485 Stepping on the Disciples of the Southern Emperor

At this moment, thousands of practitioners gathered outside the teahouse. And the arrival of Ge Dalong has become the focus of attention. This personal disciple of the Southern Emperor is superior in momentum alone.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and the bluestone slab on the ground was broken into dust. Ge Dalong stood on the spot like an iron tower, roaring like thunder: "Zhu, Ge, no, Liang! I know you're in there, come out and die!"

After saying that, Ge Dalong had punched the ground, and a horrible ditch spread out and extended to the teahouse where Zhuge Butang was located. The teahouse collapsed and turned into ruins.

To everyone's surprise, in the ruins, there is a space that is intact, and a faint halo perfectly protects the surroundings. Zhuge Fuliang sat at the table and poured a cup of tea to drink alone. Lu Zihan stood beside him with a gloomy face.

"Hey hey hey, Su Xiaobai didn't find it, but she met you. Well, let's abandon the cultivation and go with me to see the master. Ge Dalong said coldly and took a step forward. His body was as fierce as an iron tower, like a mountain.

"What are you, get out of here!" Zhuge's cold eyes were like electricity, and his mouth was like thunder, but a few words shook people's eardrums painfully like a divine punishment.

"It's a sound killing skill, the magic power used to kill Mu Feiyang."

"The disciple of the Southern Emperor came in person. This guy is still unmoved. What on earth does he want to do?" At this moment, everyone was aroused by Zhuge Buriang's curiosity.

"I don't know what's dead or alive!" Ge Dalong snorted coldly, and his body was shiny with metal, just like pouring gold.

"Damn, Oscar, this is." Zhuge Buo stood up, and the bloody light between his eyebrows flashed. In an eye, the momentum surged out like wind and thunder. Zhuge Buliang's cultivation was instantly upgraded to the realm of Taoist rhyme peeping into the sky.

This was the last time he used the secret method left to him by the crystal skeleton, forcibly raising his cultivation to a great level.

Zhuge Fuliang took a deep breath. He once again felt that he had merged with the Avenue of the Heavens. The long-lost feeling hit his heart, as if he could break the heavens with a wave of his hand.

"Hey hey, I caught you alive, and the master and Yuchen will look at me with new eyes." Ge Dalong was very conceited and walked towards Zhuge Buliang step by step, with a golden glow in his body, like a round of sun.

"It is rumored that Ge Dalong cultivates the immortal golden body. I don't know which is stronger or weaker, the immortal golden body or the seven-star treasure body." Some people in the crowd began to talk.

Zhuge Fuliang looked at Ge Dalong coldly and said, "Catch me alive? Are you ready?

"Hahahaha." Ge Dalong laughed and said, "I know your body is arrogant, but my immortal body is not bad. You have nothing to do except use yin and yang fire. Let you kneel at my feet today.

When the words fell, Ge Dalong's body was shining brightly and rushed directly to Zhuge Fuliang.

"It's as you wish." Zhuge Buliang sneered, his body flashed with the glazed light of seven treasures, and he punched out with one fist.

The golden fist collided with the glazed purple fist, the spiritual waves rippled, and more than a dozen buildings around collapsed in an instant.

"Dang!"

The fist hit Ge Dalong's body, and the sound of metal actually came out. The two retreated more than a dozen steps each. Ge Dalong looked at Zhuge Buliang in surprise. Just now, the two punched hard, and Ge Dalong felt numbness in his whole arm.

Zhuge Fuliang also narrowed his eyes, and his fist hit Ge Dalong with a faint pain. It can be seen that this immortal golden body is more powerful than Yan Guiyun's Jiaolong body.

"Dong!"

Ge Dalong suddenly collapsed on the ground, and his whole body soared to more than five meters high, twice as high as the original. The whole body flashed golden light, and even the original black hair turned golden yellow, just like the son of the sun.

"Let you see what is domineering magic!" Ge Dalong roared and punched Zhuge Buliang again. This fist directly penetrated a black hole in the space, and its combat power was more than ten times that of the previous one.

"Dang!"

Zhuge Fuliang waved his palm again. In an instant, Zhuge Fuliang was shocked and said in surprise, "This is... The meaning of ancient martial arts!"

Ge Dalong's momentum soared to the sky, like the possession of the God of War, like a golden fist the size of a grinding disc, he punched 108 at Zhuge B no Liang. Each punch could penetrate Liao Yu, and the golden fist shadow bombarded towards Zhuge Buliaoliang.

"This man is actually pregnant with ancient martial arts and thousands of magic fists!" Zhuge was very surprised. He also punched 108. The purple fist shadow collided with the golden fist shadow, which collapsed one side of space.

"You can also have a thousand-handed magic fist!" Ge Dalong also showed shock.

Zhuge Buliang urges the Taiwu Heart Sutra, and this kind of secret method even surpasses the ancient martial arts. He punched Ge Dalong's body and directly hit a crack in the body of his metal plate, and the golden blood flowed out.

Ge Dalong roared and punched 108 fists. Zhuge Burang also competed with thousands of magic fists, and the golden purple fist shadow blew up the surroundings into ruins.

"This Ge Dalong seems to be from the ancient martial arts family!"

"The ancient martial arts family! Is that the mysterious and powerful race?

"It should not be wrong. Thousand-handed magic fist is the signature of the ancient martial arts family. This family is very mysterious and rarely comes out in the Eastern Regions all year round. However, every practicer who comes out of the ancient martial arts family is against the sky.

"Dong!"

The two fists intersect, and a terrible crack in the void appeared. Ge Dalong rotated his fist, and the golden fist shadow fell from the sky. Each fist shadow seemed to be a big mountain from the ancient flood.

Zhuge Buliang urged the Taiwu Heart Sutra to also punch through the void.

"It seems that the magic fist used by Zhuge Butang is also a thousand-handed magic fist!" What! Is he also from the ancient martial arts family?

"Boom!"

Zhuge Bbuliang rushed back to the nine days, and golden fists came to Ge Dalong's body and slapped him out with his backhand.

Ge Dalong's golden body cracked, flowing out of golden blood, and Zhuge Fuliang actually broke his immortal golden body.

"This... How can you do a thousand-handed magic fist!?" Ge Dalong was shocked. He felt that the power of the thousand-handed magic fist played by Zhuge Buliang seemed to be higher than himself. You should know that he was fighting with the ancient martial arts and the thousand-handed magic fist, and ordinary people could not stand it at all.

But how did he know that the Taiwu Heart Sutra mastered by Zhuge Buliang was still above the ancient martial arts.

"Are you from the ancient martial arts family?" Zhuge Buliang asked in a cold voice.

"Not bad!"

"Hey hey hey, the Guwu family is going to die!" Zhuge Bucheng almost instinctively shouted this sentence. He felt a boundless resentment rising from his body, which made him unable to control himself to crush the opponent in front of him.

"Kill!" Zhuge's momentum was moving forward. He stepped on the void, and a strange fluctuation enveloped the whole sky in an instant.

The crystal phoenix petals fluttered in the air, and each petal was as sharp as a knife.

"Field!" Ge Dalong frowned, and his long golden hair stood upside down.

Zhuge Bliang had rushed up, turned his palm, and the brick appeared out of thin air. He raised his hand and patted it.

"Dang!"

Ge Dalong was greatly weakened by the influence of the power of the field. On the other hand, Zhuge's momentum was stronger than just now. The bricks flipped up and down and patted left and right horizontally. Ge Dalong's metal-like body was cracked and broken like porcelain.

"Ah!!!" Ge Dalong roared, and the golden blood flowed out, but it burned like a flame.

"Brush!"

At this time, the phoenix flower trees condensed into immortals, and the phoenix flower branches turned into swords and stabbed Ge Dalong.

"The golden body is immortal!" Ge Dalong roared, the cracks on his body gradually healed, and his long golden hair stood upside down.

"Cangling!"

Ge Dalong grabbed two phoenix flower branches with his bare hands and smashed them in the palm of his hand, but it was followed by the overwhelming phoenix flower branch sword and the petals flying all over the sky.

Ge Dalong was forced to retreat step by step. In the field of Zhuge Buliang, his strength could not be fully exerted at all.

"It's the power of the field. This person actually understands the field!"

"It's hard to imagine that the power in this field can't be achieved by some old monsters, but he is still so young that he can be compared with some extraordinary talents in the three major fields."

"Fighting in the other party's field, I'm afraid Ge Dalong will be suspended this time..."

The people in the city below talked a lot and pointed at Zhuge Fuliang one after another.

At this time, Ge Dalong was almost submerged by the petals and phoenix branches all over the sky. A dazzling golden light shot out. Ge Dalong flew randomly and struggled out of it. He held a golden-backed knife in his hand, and there was a faint golden dragon coiled around it.

"Destroy!"

The golden knife swept away, and more than a dozen phoenix flower trees were destroyed, and an open space was swung out. Ge Dalong rushed up like a golden god of war. The golden-backed knife swept Zhuge's head, and the golden blade almost shattered the field.

Zhuge Fuliang stepped on the void, the bricks met the golden-backed knife, and the two occupied a group of seats.

When Ge Dalong took out the golden-backed knife, Lu Zihan was attracted by his eyes and stared at the golden-backed knife without blinking. For this violent madwoman, this weapon is undoubtedly her favorite. Moreover, this golden-backed knife seemed extraordinary, and it actually broke through the entanglement of the power of Zhuge Butliang's field.

Although Ge Dalong's combat strength is high, he is deeply involved in the field of Zhuge's power at this moment. Even if there are thousands of means, it is difficult to use it out.

Both of them have played hundreds of rounds, and Ge Dalong has gradually lost, showing signs of defeat.

"Wangle!"

The gold chain was rolled out with the bricks, entangled the golden-backed knife in Ge Dalong's hand, and brought it to his own hands.

"Hum!"

Zhuge Buliang's Taiwu Heart Sutra urged the brick and turned it into a monument, and suddenly patted Ge Dalong out a distance of thousands of kilometers. Ge Dalong flew backwards, and the golden blood was sprinkled, which was particularly eye-catching.

Zhuge Bu Liang rushed up and followed. In his own field, his speed broke through to the limit and instantly caught up with Ge Dalong. Then he stepped down and stepped Ge Dalong down from the air.